Finally, after years of being out of print, this slab of pounding sadistic sludge punk is available again in a vinyl-only reissue from Load. This notorious gang of Swedish misanthropes have been playing their brand of maniacal, Stooges-esque garage sludge for more than twenty four years, combining a drunken, droning Neanderthal punk lurch with inebriated trumpets, out of tune guitars, the singer's perversely fey delivery and vile lyrics that seem to be lifted right out of a copy of Peter Sotos's infamous Pure fanzine. Needless to say, they're one of our favorite bands ever, and getting this scorching 1999 album from the 'Bombs on vinyl has us positively giddy. Opening with the seething Stooges-style garage skum stomper "Slayer", Urge To Kill delves into a dark, disturbing world of blunt hammer murder fantasies and deathlust, delirious narratives of rape and abuse, kidnapping and dismemberment, the English lyrics delivered in the singer's weirdly fey, detached monotone. The music is brutal, repetitive, demented jazz dirges, going from the hell bound industrialized boog of "Slutmaster" to the bleating echoing trombone that drifts over the laid-back groove, heavy chorused guitars, and almost surfy sludge of "Salome"; "Ass Fucking Murder" is a lurching blooze-backed litany of sodomy and savage violence, followed with "Maybe"'s crushing slow-mo heaviness. "Down In the Gutter" and "Stupid And Weak" are a back to back battering of lurching motorik pummel and howling free jazz horns, and the band introduces some harmonica and slide guitar on the song "Driving Through Leeds". Awesome, transgressive heaviness that comes across as a warped mix of Whitehouse and the Cows and the snotty sludge of Drunks With Guns, so fucking great...